A couple of nights that shaped what this is becoming. Photos are never the full story, but here you go.
Valentine’s, but not as you expect it. Romance, friendship, mischief, and a room that kept changing shape.
People arrived in pairs. Most left in different groups.
A trail, a starting point, and a route that made sense only at the end.
The best bit was watching people stop checking their phones. Proper presence.
“This felt like the London I moved here for.”
“I had no idea what was happening and that was the point.”
“More of this. Please.”
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